Choosing to travel means you’ve taken a step outside your comfort zone. You left a place where you can identify, immediately understand, and sometimes judge your familiar surroundings.Read More
When I was at University, I didn’t have a huge desire to travel. Friends would head off to Thailand or South America for a summer, and I’d think, “Meh, I’ll just stick with Cornwall”.
Then I had a free year to do anything with before I started work, and I thought I suppose Ireally ought to travel. I booked my one way ticket to Melbourne, Australia, and constantly told family and friends that if I didn’t like it, I’d be back within a couple of weeks.Read More
I don’t want to bore you with an overused quote, but sometimes it fits the bill. “Once the travel bug bites there is no known antidote, and I know that I shall be happily infected until the end of my life” – Michael Palin gets it.
My theory is that travel, like all of life, is made up of associations.Read More
I don’t really know anything other than exploring the world bit by bit and I can’t find another explanation for getting the travel bug than via the genes of my parents. Since I was little, my parents took me travelling in a campervan, which allowed me to see a lot of countries at a young age.Read More
One word: diversity.
The world is a diverse place, culturally and physically.
My desire to travel first made itself known in school, when learning about countries completely different to my own. Places where people live different lives as a result of their cultural practices, physical surroundings and history.
I was born in Sydney, Australia but relocated to Saudi Arabia with my family when I was 4.
My earliest memories are all from Saudi: the colours, the smell of the souks and the sound of the call to prayer. The Middle East is a long way from suburban Sydney.Read More
I was born with the travel bug. Being born into a military family meant I instantly got used to friends and family being scattered all over the United States and the rest of the world. I was born in San Francisco, California, but raised in the city of Washington D.C.Read More
At 25, I had everything most twenty-somethings dream of – a great job, a cute apartment and I had just married my high school sweetheart. Life was good. But there was this nagging feeling that just wouldn’t go away.Read More
For me, travelling is about seeing beyond the veneer of a place. It’s about reading beyond the first page of a city’s metaphorical book. It’s about understanding the little things that add up to create a burning passion in the hearts of the locals.Read More
I've had the privilege of growing up in very different parts of the world; though born, raised, and currently residing in Canada, I lived in the Philippines for eleven years prior to university. I've also had the privilege of travelling through South East Asia, North America, and Europe.Read More
In 2009 I began to suffer from anxiety which for too many years prevented me from living my life. It completely robbed me of my identity; I changed from a confident and sociable person to a withdrawn shadow.Read More
Why do I travel? The question that strikes me more is why wouldn’t I travel? My parents have always loved a holiday so I guess that my eyes grew wide from a young age, and when I finished school there was going to be no stopping me from making my first long-term solo trip.Read More
There are three main reasons why I love travelling. First off, the people you meet are incredible!
Whether they are also travellers or the locals of where you're exploring, you'll find people with totally new perspectives on the world to make you think, make you laugh and make you do things you didn't think you could.Read More